After Becoming a Little Sister

"Because she's just a middleman, not a commander who can make decisions."

The tall woman snorted coldly: "This is a deal, whether it's for her or for my subordinates, I can't mix personal feelings-and the people of the Republic like to turn over old scores... No, it's better to say that any commander Officials like this, whether it is to shirk responsibility or find a scapegoat to reduce mistakes, when have you ever seen that when a decision is correct, the credit will be given to an intermediate liaison officer?"

"..."

"But if it fails, then this liaison officer is a thankless existence. I am very happy that my sister still has a daughter alive. When I quit or die, I might consider meeting her. Before that, let the independent wolf cubs hunt with their own wolves."

Cold, indifferent, unkind.

This tall woman called 'Aunt Balalaika' even said something like "I'm happy" with a calm or even cold expression.

The bald man in charge of being a lobbyist stopped talking, and lowered his head: "Yes, I will go back...tell her."

"...No need." The tall woman moved her fingertips, and put the cigarette in her hand to her lips: "Someone will do it for you—when will the guests expect to hear?"

"I said you didn't hide it well! You were discovered!"

"No way... It's obviously the eldest lady who moved before!"

"Do I have it?"

"Yes, you still ate lollipops before."

"Hey! You're so dirty——"

Two voices rustled in the dark corner of the room. The bald man broke out in a cold sweat from fright, and looked at the darkness that was close at hand in surprise. It felt like a lone wolf was watching in the darkness. Just like myself, it makes people hairy.

Until the sound of the "Pa-ta-" switch sounded, the whole room became brightly lit.

The girl eating the lollipop smacked her mouth: "Hey, I just said, being a good person requires sunshine, look, this room looks like a party of villains without the lights on, it's very easy to hide people!"

On the other side, the khaki-colored elder sister looked up at the ceiling and didn't speak, but her expression was very helpless.

The tall woman turned around and looked at them. After a few seconds, she opened her chair and sat down. She reached for the matches on the table: "You two guests, what's your name?"

She had noticed someone when she was holding a match before—or in other words, the act of holding a match was considered a temptation.

If there is no response from the other party, she will not be holding matches, but the gun in the drawer.

But when she reached out, the majestic killing intent exploded like the Siberian cold wind whizzing through the frozen ground.

She even felt that she had returned to the night when she faced a brown bear that was starved from hibernation with her bare hands. For a moment, she thought that her life would end here, and her consciousness was interrupted for a moment.

Fortunately, it was only for a moment, since the other party didn't make a move, presumably there was something he wanted to talk to her about.

Lighting the cigarette between her lips, this so-called aunt—or an older mature woman with excellent temperament who even seems to be within the shelf life—raised her head and looked at the two women, seeing each other for a moment true face.

"What, I thought you would have a particularly obvious scar on your face." The girl with a lollipop in her mouth was a little disappointed.

Although everything else fits the bill, the dark red women's suit inside, the airborne overcoat on the outside, the golden curly hair tied into a high ponytail, even the figure and cold expression are the same as in Aliya's impression The role is exactly the same.

Should it be said that the fetish of the goddess of fate is so obvious?There is actually such an npc in Blue Star!

This kind of role in the drama around the millennium is not familiar to many Erthorn Apes now, wouldn't it be nice to be honest with a cute and useless wife?

The lollipop girl rubbed her nose: "I guess the gun in your drawer is a Jeskikin automatic pistol!"

She really wanted to guess that the opponent's gun had no bullets, but unfortunately, she was no match for the protagonist of Yan Shuangying's universe, and she didn't have the ability to follow the words, and Maozi didn't need to show up.

Aunt Balalaika subconsciously moved her eyes down and glanced at her drawer.

Breathing out a smoke ring, she reached out and took out the pistol and put it on the table—it was indeed a Teskikin.

"Look! I guessed it right!" The lollipop girl patted the khaki-colored Yujie's thigh beside her: "I said it would be this!"

Maozi is just like this - this thing is considered a wonderful gun in the pistol world. On the one hand, it is not as well-known as M1911 or Desert Eagle, which are famous for film and television works and games. It is widely loved by bigwigs from all over the world.

Whether it was Pu the Great or Che Guevara, they both used this fully automatic submachine gun, and it is still issued to Maozi's pilots until now.

"This is a real combat school, brother catch!" The lollipop girl groped for a while on the khaki-colored Yujie's chest, and took out her infinite sports 1911: "You are so good at 8, and you look like a little girl!" Bourgeois weak style!"

The khaki-colored lady sighed: "The precision is high. Power and precision are like fish and bear's paw. You can't have both."

"What did you say? Have you never seen a brown bear forcing a salmon to ovulate, or have you seen a powerful and high-precision little helper?" The lollipop girl took out her little helper: "I'll give you two shots to try right now?"

Seeing them talking nonsense in front of them, even Aunt Balalaika, who has always been strict about her expressions, frowned a little.

She shook the cigarette ash: "Guests, you can talk about guns later, why don't you introduce yourself first?"

"Oh, I almost forgot." The lollipop girl pointed at the bald man: "His name is Xia Yu!"

Then pointing at the khaki-colored Yujie: "This one is called Xia Xue."

Pointing at himself at last: "I called Hail!"

"..." Aunt Balalaika picked out her ears: "You use...translation software?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"Maybe there is a problem with the translation. I don't understand your names very well. Give me a code name if you can."

In fact, there is no problem with the translation. All of Alia's words are interpreted simultaneously, and the reliability of Nuwa's translation is absolutely guaranteed.

Moreover, people who have watched Maozi's version of foreign language films are all impressed by their rough dubbing-Maozi's imported film and television works do not remove the original soundtrack, and they don't even bother to give subtitles. After the lines are finished, I will dub it for you in Russian again. All foreign audiences are generally dumbfounded. You can’t find a second one in other countries of Blue Star for that kind of wonderful movie-watching experience.

Although Nanbang’s subtitles dominate the screen every day, at least they replaced the audio track thoughtfully, and it is barely readable, but sometimes Maozi is so simple and rude that he doesn’t even bother to change the female voice actor, and often happens that one person translates and dubs everything The character's situation.

The female character who was originally charming and charming spoke a line, but before she finished speaking, a voice-over suddenly came out with a manly male voice with excellent reading, speaking a whole piece of tongue-tapping Russian, that feeling is sour to think about...

So the reason why Aunt Balalaika showed a puzzled attitude was not because of the problem of translation or not, but because she simply thought that the lollipop girl on the opposite side had a brain problem-don’t those guys in the West like this now? , Crazy, think this looks like you can face life freely, very cool and cool.

Of course she didn't know that the happy girl was just pure happiness. Fortunately, the khaki-colored sister Yu was still normal. She took her gun back and put it back on her chest: "You can call me Yucixin, call her... you What's the name?"

"Miss Ma!" The girl grinned, "Of course you can also call me Zhang Weixin."

Play COS, who can't?

Now she is wearing a white shirt and black suit with a long white scarf. She made it clear that she wanted to play Fa Ge's set. She took out her sunglasses and put them on while speaking.

The corners of Aunt Balalaika's eyes twitched slightly, and she found that compared to the calm-looking khaki royal sister, this neurotic girl was the most difficult to deal with—the one who seemed absurd and even a little neurotic at first glance. However, it can perfectly fit the new identity and temperament in the follow-up.

If the other party looked like a girl before, then after wearing the sunglasses, it gave the impression that she was a veteran who had been in the gray area for many years.

There are only two kinds of people who can achieve this level, one is genuine psychopathy plus split personality.

The other type is people who have experienced everything - switching to a new identity is just to find a certain link in the past in life.

Aunt Balalaika put down the cigarette in her hand and opened the drawer. While doing this, her muscles tensed up, ready to deal with the other party's attack at any time, but to her surprise, the two people in front of her seemed to be at odds with each other. Not caring, this made her fingertips naturally skip over a certain button and reach for the box behind.

"Smoking cigars?" She put the box on the table: "Authentic Cuban Havana cigars, smuggled ones, are much better than the fake ones sold on the market."

"No, smoking is bad for your health." Madam Xiao Ma tied up her hair, also in a high ponytail, and pressed the shoulder of the bald man: "Let's go, brother, if you can, let the kitchen make some beet soup—— Of course, it doesn’t matter if you want to find someone to surround this place.”

The bald man cast his inquiring eyes at Aunt Balalaika, who shook her head: "Go out, don't call anyone over, this is a guest... and prepare some beetroot soup."

In fact, Maozi doesn't eat beet soup very much, but red cabbage soup. This is what Miss Ma remembered wrongly.

But this is harmless, and the khaki-colored sister also pulled up a chair and sat down: "We are here this time, in fact, we want to talk to you about cooperation."

"Using this way of breaking in?"

"Is it important in what way?" Madam Ma put her feet up on the tea table, asked herself and answered, "Obviously it's not important, what's more important is the cooperation itself, Sister Balalaika, I want to talk to you A business worth hundreds of millions."

Had she been a man, saying this would probably be considered sexual harassment.

Sister Balalaika tapped her fingertips on the table lightly. Surprisingly, her fingertips were still covered with lavender nail polish, even her middle finger. I didn't expect such an old muscular sister Guiaige's aunt, Still so beautiful.

Could it be that she is the kind of aunt who has a high seniority but is not very old, just the age of the muscular sister Gui Aige?

"Several hundred million business, I don't think we can eat it." She opened the cigar box and took out one by herself, and skillfully cut off the cigar head: "If you want to do that kind of big business, it will be convenient to go directly to KSB a lot of."

"Wow, your words are too dark..."

Do bad things directly to the KGB, why is this style of painting so Milian?

"It has something to do with the Eastern European branch of the Gate of Truth." The khaki-colored Yujie said in a deep voice, "You have often had conflicts with them, haven't you?"

Sister Balalaika raised her eyes when she heard the words, her tone was somewhat surprised: "Do you want to move it?"

"Yes, I have a grudge against them." Miss Ma bit the lollipop in her mouth and said, "They may have robbed an ancestral object in our family. I have to find that thing and bring it back."

"Very precious?"

"Oh, it's the same thing if it's precious or not, but after all, we have to look for it."

"And if you find it?"

"That means they hid it privately, and they have to be killed."

"...Can't find it?"

"That's why they hid it very well." Madam Xiao Ma spread her hands, "If you ask them, they will be beaten to death."

It's dead anyway, and the Eastern European branch of the Gate of Truth is not a good thing.

Sister Balalaika nodded her head, lowered her head and lit her cigar, as if she was thinking about something.

If it is said that she has no enmity with the Eastern European branch of the Gate of Truth, it is definitely a lie. The dividing line between the gray area and the dark world is not clear. Who is weak.

After all, it is impossible for everyone to tie their heads to the waistband of their trousers to make a living. If there is such a kind of gentleness of sitting in a row and eating fruit and fruit to see who is bigger, it will not be called illegal. A crime—that'd have to be a model citizen.

If the Stalingrad Hotel is compared to the emerging Dongxing Hongxing, then the Eastern European branch of the Gate of Reality is a mafia with a long history. It is true that they cannot shake the size or background, and even the other party has connections at the top. He also cooperates closely with those big oligarchs, helping them with their dirty work in exchange for the support of those guys.

However, if the emerging organization wants to eat more cakes, it will always inevitably conflict with the original overlord. This is the case in any field. The khaki-colored sister's proposal may not sound very realistic, but it represents an absolute The future to face.

When Sister Balalaika was inhaling, the end of her cigar lit up with a dazzling red light. Ordinary people would probably feel dizzy immediately after taking this sip, but she just exhaled a little smoke lightly: "You are for the Republic! work?"

"No, we won't show up." Khaki Yujie shook her head: "We can give you money and information, and if necessary, we can even provide help similar to the level of infiltration before, but more...no."

The reason why the two sisters came out in this way was not only a little threat, but also a bargaining chip.

Show strength, and use this strength visible to the naked eye to impress the other party - Kang!What an excellent stealth technique!

If necessary, we can help you kill your opponent directly!

In fact, if there was no official restraint from Maozi, a certain happy wind girl would have gone directly to the military base in the Ural Mountains.

What is a humanoid nuclear bomb?What is a natural evolutionary?

She can't wait to have a tactical retreat and let the Eastern European branch see Master Kong's unparalleled infiltration skills in Assassin's Creed.

As long as everyone is killed, no one will know that I sneaked into the destination!Steady!

But she can't do this, she has to give Maozi a face.

Maozi is not a Nanbang, not a book, not so easy to bully, not so good-tempered, he will really go crazy if he is provoked.

"So you want to find an agent?" Sister Balalaika probably understood the other party's thoughts: "It's really a dirty method..."